Listen to me now,
Listen to my words.
I never really have the will,
To give up this heart,
To let anyone pick me apart.
This isn't something,
That happens very often,
But I need you to know,
That I'm willing to show
You, every single part,
Of all of my soul,
And all of my heart.
This scares me to do,
But I'm giving myself to you.
Few have had this,
And none have cared,
But I trust that you'll be there,
Because I am falling hard for you,
Again, know this isn't something I do,
But knowing you,
Is a different kind of good,
And this feels,
Like everything should.
YOU ARE READING
Poems of Life
PoetryThis is a gathering of poems about different stages, kinds, and experiences of lives.
